Return to the Lord

Return, O wand'rer, to thy home
Thy Father calls for thee
No longer now an exile roam
In guilt and misery
Return, oh return
Return to thy God
Too long the loathsome fields of sin
Thy fruitless toil have known
No wholesome bread, no voice of kin
No home to call thine own

Thy Father stands with outstretched hands
He gave His Son for thee
Poor soul, from sin's enthralling bands
He longs to see thee free
Arise and stand up, homeward turn
No longer dwell apart
His mighty love will never spurn
One humble contrite heart
Return, oh return
Return to thy God

I am coming, Lord
Coming now to Thee
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood
Wash me, cleanse me in the blood
That flowed on Calvary
Lord, I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Mary Faith Van Gelderen Williams
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